I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 310 Trouble

After the dust cleared, Tang Ji was walking on the deserted streets. There were corpses everywhere on the side of the road, and blood oozes from the collapsed buildings, as if they were flesh and blood creatures.

More were the wreckage of drones and mechanical dogs. At the height of the battle, a sudden EMP attack swept across the entire battlefield, destroying almost all technical weapons.

A man wearing an old-fashioned bulletproof vest looked at Tang Ji from the corner of the street, hesitated for a while, hung the gun around his neck, and raised his hands to show that he was not hostile.

Bah!
Tang Ji shot him in the head. Not surprisingly, the prompt from the system proved that Tang Ji did not kill innocent people by mistake.

Tsk, these players have only been here for a few days, and they have already learned how to pretend.

Tang Ji looked at the pink high-heeled shoes leaking from under the other party's robe, and it was hard for him to find such a large size of women's shoes in this kind of place.

This may be the last player here, and there is no new evacuation point in sight. Tang Ji listened attentively to the surroundings, and the whole town was as silent as dead.

There was no gunfire, no screams, and no crying of women and children, as if everyone had died in the battle just now.

The communicator built into the helmet didn't even have white noise. The EMP attack just now was powerful enough to directly destroy those tiny electronic parts.

Tang Ji didn't even need to think about it to know that this must be Mikkelsen's handwriting. The players have an advantage in information warfare. This is the simplest means of checks and balances.

Mikkelsen has always had the courage to flip the table if I can't play it well, so that everyone can't play.

A hurricane blew past, and Soult stood in front of Tang Ji, covered in blood. It was the first time for the young general to experience such a war, and there was a trace of panic on his immature face.

"Head, Anthony is injured!" Su Er ran away dragging Tang Ji, the kid sometimes got stuck, and even Tang Ji had to struggle to break free.

With this little time, it was enough for Surte to drag Tang Ji across half of the town and rush into a house with less than a quarter of it left.

Tanguy's soles were still smoking when Soulter stopped.

They fought a bitter battle here, and the room was surrounded by the wreckage of drones. The parts of the robot dog almost filled the open space on both sides of the gate, and there were scorched black traces left by the explosion everywhere.

Anton was lying on the very middle of the room, and the shadow and the saint were stretching a large enough hemostatic film on the open wound on the opponent's abdomen.

Tony was lying on the side, only half of the two mechanical prosthetic limbs were left, and a spark of electricity flashed from time to time. He was quite energetic and helped to keep an eye on Anthony's vital signs.

Martin's whole body was stained red with blood, which was basically his own. He was leaning against a cut-off wall and smoking, his eyes looked particularly vicissitudes.

He is awakened, but his ability is a bit off-the-charts, called 【Eater Survival】.
What to eat to make up for what to eat, just awakened before the battle, Martin suddenly had a flash of inspiration, he ate more than 20 pieces of red bricks that were bigger than his palm, and his whole body became stronger immediately, and the bullet hit his chest without penetrating the muscles.

But no matter how he thinks about it, he feels that his ability is a bit weak. Not to mention comparing with Tang Ji, Wang Zhengdao, and Surte, even the saint's ability seems to be stronger than him.

That is to say, now that Anthony's life or death is uncertain, the group of people are busy rescuing the doctor, otherwise they would have gathered around and ridiculed. When Martin closed his eyes, he would be eating bricks like crazy
Mikkelsen was leaning against the wall, Tang Ji went over and pulled it, and he fell to the ground straight away, dying for a long time.

"Thanks to Walter's medical needle, otherwise Anthony and Tony would have confessed to be here." Shadow injected Anthony with another dose of therapeutic needle, and the flesh and blood began to writhe abnormally around the injection point, and the bleeding point disappeared visible to the naked eye.

"Mikkelsen climbed to the top of the building and somehow called a long-range EMP strike, otherwise we would all die." Shadow stood up with the support of the saint: "But we can't save him, If Anthony was awake, he might still have a chance."

"Anyway, he's used to dying, isn't he?" The saint watched Anthony's vital signs gradually stabilize, and fell back, not wanting to move.

There was a penetrating wound on his chest a few centimeters below his heart. The dragon scale armor had been torn apart in the hail of bullets. The bullet hit him along the defensive gap. If it wasn't for his quick reaction, the shot should have hit his heart.

The explosive power of those self-explosive dogs was very powerful. Although they established a defense line as much as possible, more than one self-explosive dog rushed into the room and exploded.

The dragon scale armor withstood the damage from the fragments, but it couldn't resist the impact damage. The two crew members who were brought back by Surte died of internal organ damage in the continuous explosions.

"As you can see, we were beaten hard, but we survived." Shadow showed a proud smile, anyone who survived such a battle is proud.

"Yes, you survived." Tang Ji took out a box of the tree of life from the dead Mikkelsen. Unfortunately, a bullet pierced through the cigarette box, so everyone can only smoke their butts, or dip it in. Bloody cigarette butt.

But considering that the blood belongs to Mikkelsen, it's worth it, and you can even feel the added taste of a capitalist from it.

Even Surte was given half of the tree of life. Tang Ji lit cigarettes for everyone with the flame from his fingertips. Everyone was sitting in place, smoking silently.

No one talks, and no one wants to go outside to see what's going on in the town, and no one asks crap about why we're at war, not even Soult.

Some of these people are mercenaries who fight for money, and some are rough men who can do nothing but fight. It doesn't matter why they followed Tang Ji in the first place, what matters is now.

The outside is hell on earth, anyone with eyes can see what these players are doing here, and they are trying their best to prevent the whole world from becoming like the outside world tomorrow.

"I killed nine of them." Shadow said suddenly, taking a puff of smoke into his lungs: "I guess I can sleep well at night."

"I killed four." Martin muttered, and spat out a mouthful of brick scum. His teeth, mouth and digestive system were slowly adapting to his new abilities, so his speech was a bit vague: "Bad luck!" .”

"One, unlucky." Tony savored the charm of the Tree of Life carefully, and then looked at Mikkelsen's body, his eyes clearly remembered the setting that Mikkelsen would drop treasure.

"I didn't count. I killed seven or eight people, all with weapons, but I'm not sure if they were all players." Soulte looked at Tang Ji like a wounded puppy: "The ones with weapons People are not innocent, are they?"

Tang Ji didn't speak, just nodded.

He is not a saint, but what Sirte said is true, whether you like it or not, the war has begun, you either die, or take up a gun and die with dignity, at least for the people in this small town, they No choice.

"Head, someone is coming." Martin's bullet was loaded and loaded, clear and loud: "It doesn't look like our target."

Tang Ji stood at the place where the window used to be and looked out. There were more than 20 men and women together, all holding guns, and the youngest was not as tall as the rifle in his hand.

But those eyes let Tang Ji know that as long as he was given a chance, he would shoot without hesitation, even if the butt of the gun returned and broke his ribs.

Not a player.

Tang Ji saw the local man who had met once in the crowd, and the other party recognized him at a glance, or he recognized the conspicuous demon skull on Tang Ji's waist.

Even with other skulls around it, the sharp horns, the noticeably slender lines, and the ruby-like color gave it a distinctly menacing presence.

The man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then whistled. Everyone stopped and looked at the man with uneasy eyes.

The other party stood 20 meters outside the house, nodded slightly to Tang Ji, then took out a sealed package of compressed biscuits from his arms and put them on the ground, turned and left.

The others also imitated the man's appearance, took out something from themselves and put it there, and left together.

Tang Ji watched them walk away before leaving the room. There was a small puddle of 'gifts' on the ground, everything from food to trinkets, from bullets to grenades.

The little boy left behind a small handful of dates, one of which still had tooth marks on it. Seeing the other party leave his only 'snack' without hesitation, Tang Ji knew that he was already a man.

The land had never been truly peaceful in the past hundreds of years, and perhaps they would be the first to adapt to the new world.

A few minutes later, Wang Zhengdao appeared outside the door with Mikkelsen, three strangers and a large pile of medical supplies, his face full of exhaustion.

"He is a doctor, let him take over the wounded." Mikkelsen pointed to the bearded leader: "The best field doctor in Riyadh."

It's a pity that the doctor and his medical team were pale, and they vomited all over the floor before Mikkelsen finished the introduction. As Wang Zhengdao's ability became stronger and stronger, for ordinary people, the sequelae caused by space jump Also getting bigger and bigger.

"I need to rest for 15 minutes before I can start working." The doctor couldn't move a step, and sat on the ground and raised his hands: "I won't tell anyone what I saw, but please don't say anything that needs to be kept secret in front of us." This journey is obviously farther than I thought, I can give you a big discount, but please don't hurt me and my colleagues."

The calmness of the doctor and the proficiency of this passage are obviously not the first time he has worked in this environment. Mikkelsen pointed at the doctor behind his back and introduced with his mouth: "Superhuman!"

Wang Zhengdao went into the room to check on Anthony's condition, and shook his head when he came out: "I can't take him away with my method, I can only treat him here, and then take him away by plane."

Looking at the wreckage around him, he asked enthusiastically, "How's the harvest?"

"29, the leader was not caught. They evacuated quickly. It is estimated that the pioneers have returned." Tang Ji flicked off the butt of the cigarette, hooked Mikkelsen, and rubbed another tree of life.

"You guessed it right, those pioneers are back, but the Walter Group has now become an empty shell, and those pioneers have all gone underground." Mikkelsen swallowed together: "Next, we will You have to catch mice nest by nest.”

"Don't forget to overeat and envy them." Tang Ji felt the smoke from the burning tree of life moisten his lungs.

"Yeah, yeah, in addition to the troubles in other worlds, don't forget the big troubles in our own country." Mikkelsen stood beside Tang Ji and patted him on the shoulder with some emotion: "Really, If it wasn't for these players, you would definitely be my biggest problem."

"If it wasn't for these damned players, I would be now" Tangy started, but he was not interested in continuing, at least not in front of Mikkelsen.

"What do you want to say? There are no players, maybe you are living a happy life now?" Mikkelsen's face showed a sneer behind the smoke: "Come on, I understand you, even if there are no players, sooner or later there will be Somebody or force stepped forward and accidentally stood in your driveway."

"Then you will be like a drunk driver, step on the gas pedal to the bottom, boom!" Mikkelsen's two fists collided: "Knock the things in front of you to pieces, and then put your imagination His good life was also smashed to pieces."

"Don't forget, even I have to bow my head and smile sometimes." Mikkelsen shook his head and left a sentence: "You should be glad that this world is your stage now, even if you hit it It's a mess, and no one will stand up and accuse you."

Tanguy didn't respond to Mikkelsen, but he flicked a cigarette butt into Mikkelsen's collar, expressing his attitude.

Hashim sat in front of the phone, dialed the security number of Wind of Freedom, checked the password, and got in touch with the organization.

"It's me, Hashim." Hashim's voice was hoarse. He had just experienced the darkest 72 hours of his life. First, he witnessed the massacre, and then he was attacked, arrested, and imprisoned, and it was also the famous Rust Prison. .

And he came back from there alive, this is not a climax, the real climax is that group of people rushed into the prison and killed all the guards inside, just for a piece of information he said.

so magical
Hashim briefly explained his situation and asked the organization to send someone to pick him up. He suffered a lot and needed to rest for a while before returning to his old job.

"We have caught a prisoner, maybe we can use him to return the favor of the person who saved you?" The person in charge of the Wind of Freedom has been keenly aware that his people have caught a big... Trouble back.

And now he has a chance to use this big. Trouble to pay back favors, why not try a win-win situation?
"We are very interested." Mikkelsen, who was standing next to Hashem, took the phone and said in a calm tone: "And I appreciate the ideas advocated by the wind of freedom, so I hope to donate 500 million federal currency materials to your organization."

"I will personally deliver the captives to you!" The person on the other end of the phone immediately became enthusiastic.

(End of this chapter)